Chapter 52: Dream Classroom

Chapter 52: Dream Classroom

Danitz’s worry did not become reality. Klein merely glanced at him, then entered the bedroom to rest.

During the five hours aboard the passenger ship, his mind had remained highly tense. The night before, he had been disturbed and had not slept well. At this point, fatigue was inevitable.

With a clang, Klein shut the bedroom door.

Whew… That scared me to death! Danitz’s whole body relaxed at once, and he collapsed into the armchair.

Just now, scene after scene of himself turning into gold pounds had surfaced in his mind, impossible to stop.

After calming down for a while, Danitz, who had spent the night carousing in the bar before returning to the inn at dawn, unknowingly fell asleep again. He dreamed that the captain came to rescue him but failed, instead being captured by Gehrman Sparrow. This gave the mad adventurer a new maid.

Just as Danitz was indignant yet did not dare resist, and was about to wake up, he suddenly saw the blurry scene around him grow clear, freezing into the luxury suite of the Azure Wind Inn.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Danitz heard a series of slow, measured knocks.

Am I not dreaming? Holding that doubt, Danitz walked to the door and turned the handle.

The crack widened. He saw a familiar figure.

It was a beautiful lady, her face shaped like an oval, her nose bridge high, her lips rather thin, and her light-blue eyes like clear spring water.

Her long brown hair was parted down the center and tied behind her head in a simple but delicate knot before falling smoothly downward.

She wore no hat. Her waist was cinched by a beige jacket whose collar was decorated with a palm-sized flower of white lace that spread downward. Matching the jacket was a dark knee-length skirt with connected pleats, making it slightly puffy. On her feet were leather boots close in color to her hair.

“Captain!” Danitz cried out in surprise.

He immediately came back to himself, hurriedly turned around, and assumed a defensive posture facing Gehrman Sparrow’s bedroom.

“Careful! Run! There is a madman who wants to find you! He has a terrifying organization behind him!”

As his self-sacrificing spirit surged forth, Danitz heard his captain calmly say:

“This is a dream.”

A dream… Right. I am dreaming. What is there to be afraid of… Danitz looked left and right, then lowered his arms. Turning around and stepping backward, he said, “Captain, did you simulate the Nightmare ability? No, that cannot be. Last week, you were still near Sonia Island.”

Sonia Island was the largest island in this sea region and the origin of the name Sonia Sea. It was nearly equivalent to a small continent. Originally, after the Cataclysm, it had been the elves’ last remaining settlement. But as time passed, that ancient Beyonder race was troubled by all kinds of factors and gradually dwindled, leaving only occasional, scattered appearances to prove that they had not gone completely extinct.

At the end of the Fourth Epoch, the Kingdom of Loen occupied the island. But during the Twenty Years’ War, they suffered a miserable defeat and handed Sonia Island over to the Feysac Empire. More than seven hundred years had passed since then.

Sonia Island lay northwest by north of the Rorsted Archipelago. Traveling there by ship required close to half a month. Vice Admiral Iceberg Edwina Edwards, who had still been near Sonia Island last week, could not possibly have reached Bayam this week unless she could fly or travel through the spirit world.

The beautiful lady whom Danitz called Captain nodded.

“We just entered the Rorsted waters. We are still one thousand nautical miles from Bayam.”

In other words, it will still take three or four days to arrive? That is normal… Danitz asked curiously, “This should already exceed Nightmare’s range, right?”

And by far… he added inwardly.

Vice Admiral Iceberg Edwina entered the room and walked toward the table and chairs.

“It is not Nightmare. It is a secret ritual magic. Through certain…